Chapter 207 Damn it!
As soon as the door of Wuyang Palace opened, three shadows suddenly emerged from inside.
Having learned the bandits' exact location from the young man's inner voice, Kan Ruifeng hurriedly headed for the camp at the foot of Congyun Mountain.
He Feizhang, who had pieced together his wife's life story from his colleagues' "hearsay", had rage in his eyes and ran towards the palace gate.
Tan Wenhan clenched his right fist and waved it vigorously in the air as he walked, as if he was rehearsing for the battle that would be coming up.
The ministers followed closely behind, eager to join in the fun.
"I heard that Tan Xiang never showed mercy when he disciplined his sons. During the Zhang Shiliu incident, there were rumors that his second son couldn't get out of bed for about half a month!"
This time, he learned that his disappointing second son had accepted the beauty sent by the governor. Wouldn't this be another family war?!
“Wow!”
"Also, it is said that He Feizhang is very obsessed with his beloved wife, otherwise he would not have married the daughter of the prefect..."
But He Feizhang was very concerned about his reputation. If he suddenly learned about this, who knows what kind of trouble he would cause when he returned.
Both parties understand the unfinished meaning.
The colleague who was accompanying him swallowed his saliva and said, "How about...?"
The person who spoke earlier hesitated: "Then we...?"
Fuck it!
…
The capital city was very lively that night.
Although He Feizhang was angry, he still pretended to be calm and completed the whole day's official duties.
The people sent by Zhang Yueze were still hiding in the mansion, so he didn't have to worry about reporting the news.
As soon as he returned home, he asked the maid about the location of his first wife and hurried over.
Before He Feizhang even arrived, he started yelling, "Zhang Daiqin! Zhang Daiqin, get out here!!"
Zhang Daiqin paused in serving tea, smiled apologetically at the few people, and hurried out to greet them.
"Master, please go back——"
Before he could finish his words, He Feizhang slapped him in the face.
"Bang!"
Zhang Daiqin stood there in a daze, a thin mist quickly gathered in her eyes, full of disbelief: "Master?"
He Feizhang finally found an outlet for the anger he had been accumulating all day. He raised his hand with a trembling body, as if he really wanted to do it again: "Okay, very good, how did your husband treat you on weekdays, and you lied to me like this?!"
Zhang Daiqin's tearful eyes flashed with impatience, but when she looked up again, she looked so weak and pitiful: "Master, what's wrong with you, Master?!"
She stepped forward and tried to take his hand as usual: "Today in the mansion--"
The gentle voice was interrupted by He Feizhang's rough hand shaking: "Don't talk to me about the mansion, this is my mansion, what does it have to do with your famous prostitute?!"
Zhang Daiqin was stunned on the spot, and the color on his face immediately disappeared: "What... brothel...?"
Zhang Yuanjie is used to doing this kind of thing, and he always handles the evidence very cleanly. How did he know? !
Seeing Zhang Daiqin's reaction, He Feizhang still had something to understand. His anger suddenly grew higher and higher, and he raised his hand to call for someone to drag her away.
"bite"--
A faint sound of cups and coasters colliding suddenly rang out in the chaotic environment.
He Feizhang turned around with a sly expression, wanting to see who was so tactless as to dare to taste tea at this time.
Do you think he's an actor?!
And then——
Several ministers standing in the reception hall smiled awkwardly the moment their eyes met He Feizhang's. The one holding the teacup was even secretly nagged several times.
"Good evening, Master He!"
He Feizhang: “…”
He Feizhang: “???”
…
Tan Mansion.
Tan Wenhan personally used a wet rattan stick to whip Tan Siyuan's back more than twenty times, until the fabric on his back was covered with bloodstains, and then he stopped.
"You evil creature! How dare you hide such a thing from me? I think you want to be kicked out of this Tan Mansion like you...like Yue Ze!!"
Ever since he learned from the little guy's voice that Tan Yueze was not his biological son, he stripped the other person of his surname and expelled his biological parents from the Tan family.
Tan Siyuan and Aunt Zhao, who was about to go forward and cry, froze and looked a little timid.
After all, those people were not simply expelled from the house...
Tan Wenhan snorted coldly, and was about to speak when he heard several voices coming from far away outside -
"My lord, my lord, please allow me to go in and pass the message, sir!" The butler's voice was a little flustered and much louder than usual. It was obvious that he had been forced into a corner by the visitor and could only pass the message in this way.
Several voices followed closely.
"Hey, we're not trying to make things difficult for you, but today's business is extremely urgent, and we must see Prime Minister Tan right away!"
Butler: “…” Then why don’t you put away the embarrassment on your face first?
"That's right. We are all great and loyal people. How can we harm Prime Minister Tan? Look how scared you are——"
Butler: “…” If you were not the loyal and good man certified by Prime Minister Tan himself, the guards would have come out and taken you to the government office just based on your reckless behavior as you rushed in!
"Look at you, why are you so stubborn? We have met Tan Xiang before - hey, Tan Xiang, why are you here?"
Tan Wenhan stood in front of the door holding a cane, and said with a fake smile, "Hey guys, what's the hurry?"
Everyone's eyes passed over Tan Wenhan's figure and drifted into the hall. After seeing Tan Siyuan with bloodstains all over his back, they couldn't help but reveal a bit of regret in their eyes.
Should have come earlier.
Pu Mingxu, the Prince's tutor, casually took out a letter from his sleeve and tried to get away with it: "Oh, we are here to deliver a letter to you."
Tan Wenhan glanced at the letter solemnly and said, "Please help me deliver it to me."
Pu Mingxu suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart, and reflexively stuffed the letter into the hands of the butler beside him: "...Then I will take my leave first!"
Fishing and law enforcement, this old man must be fishing and law enforcement!!
Several people immediately ran out in the direction they came from, ignoring the roar of Tan Xiang behind them.
"Stop right there, you little brats!"
…
“Ah Qiu!!”
In the Yingyang Palace, Jiang Yingcheng, who successfully stayed overnight again, felt an itchy nose and couldn't help coughing.
Jiang Yanchuan paused his movements, and thick ink dripped onto the rice paper, leaving an ink circle.
Another piece of paper wasted.
Jiang Yingcheng's eyes lit up, and she rushed over before her beautiful father could destroy the rice paper: "Oh my God, this one is such a pity~"
[Hehehe, I can stock up on a lot more characters! ]
Today, the sucker left the palace early, and the rest of the uncles also hurried out as soon as the court meeting ended. Jiang Yingcheng was anxious to write a note for her Grandpa Kan, so she had to turn her attention to her handsome father, the emperor.
Jiang Yanchuan sighed, took off his robe, and covered the boy with it again: "Sit down."
Jiang Yingcheng was very obedient: "Okay!"
"Father, will you write another one for Cheng Cheng?"
Jiang Yanchuan's eyes were doting but also a little helpless.
Perhaps, it's time to consider giving Yuan Liangping some compensation.